last night, i wasn't very sleepy.
so when travis conked himself right out, i was awake for a few hours afterwards trying to sneeze myself to sleep. it didn't work. after a tylenol PM or two I got back in bed and couldn't help but look over at the sleeping figure of the man next to me. Oh, how I love that man.
My next thought was "Cuddle timeeee!", but i wanted to do so gently, so as not to wake him. I had only just brushed his man shoulder when travis sat bolt upright and suddenly became a hurricane of blankets and sheets. Once his minor freak-out had ended, he turned to me and said, "Babe!"
"Uhhhh?"I said (pretending to be asleep, it's a defense mechanism).
"Babe! I just felt a spider crawl on my shoulder!"
He then switched on the lamp and began to tear the bed apart looking for his 'spider'. Meanwhile I rolled over and began a silent laughing fit into my pillow. Never a dull moment, I tell you.